1008 Lü Bu

"Dong Zhuo's eighteenth generation grandson?

Hehe! ”

After Lin Tianyou heard it, he couldn't help laughing.

"His ancestor Dong Zhuo was eaten by Ben Shao in the Yang world, and he is an eighteenth-generation grandson, and he dares to rob Ben Shao of beauties? Looks like he owes food too! ”

Lin Tianyou's fancy beauty Yingling, no one can snatch it away.

"What? Lin Shao also ate Dong Zhuo?

No wonder Dong Feng has never been able to find Dong Zhuo's whereabouts, he still thought that Dong Zhuo was locked up in the region and was a god and demon-level heroic spirit! ”

Ling Tian Ghost King looked surprised.

Dong Zhuo was in the Three Kingdoms period, although he didn't have any great achievements, but there were many things that were embarrassing.

But after all, the Eastern Han Dynasty was disrupted, and after death, he became a heroic spirit, at least he had to be a true god and a true demon.

Unexpectedly, Dong Zhuo's soul was destroyed in the yang world.

If Dong Feng knew about this matter, he would definitely not give up.

"Cut, that kind of ant, even the demigod and half-demon heroic spirit have not reached, and you think too highly of him!"

The Ghost Hunter Dragon King was full of disdain.

He went down to Longwang Mountain, and the first heroic spirit he ate was Dong Zhuo.

If it weren't for the first meal, he wouldn't even remember that there was such a number one person as Dong Zhuo among the heroic spirits.

"Lin Shao, in fact, you don't understand.

Due to the existence of the pseudo-heavenly book, the strength of the heroic spirits who cast into the Yang World was extremely restricted.

The true gods and true demon heroes of the yang world are not as good as the demigods and half-demon heroes of the underworld.

For example, your Heroic Spirit is white.

If he had been ambushed in the underworld, he would probably have already exceeded one million soul power at this moment. ”

Seeing that Lin Tianyou had some misunderstandings about the Heroic Spirit, Ling Tian Ghost King explained.

"Well, Bai Qi's talent is really good.

When he was in the Yang world, he didn't give Ben Shao a lot of face, so that Ben Shao had super cards several times! ”

Lin Tianyou said with a smile.

"There is a chance, Ben Shao still has to change his way to let Bai Qi's strength break through to the gods and demons, and he can't just hold up the cards for Ben Shao in the Yang World.

Even in the underworld, he still has to hold up the cards for Ben Shao! ”

Lin Tianyou still remembers what Bai Qi said to him when he was in Valhalla at that time.

"I alone am an army of thousands of horses!"

If you are so domineering, you can't become unattainable just because you came to the underworld, and you're too sorry for the name of 'killing gods'.

"Then what is Lin Shao going to do?"

Ling Tian Ghost King asked.

"I can't tell you about this, and you don't need to ask more.

In short, you just keep helping Ben Shao to search for beautiful heroes.

My beautiful Valhalla Legion must have at least twelve of them, six on the left and six on the right, walking on the street, surrounded by beautiful women, you have to have face when you think about it! ”

Lin Tianyou smiled expectantly.

"Yes, I will definitely spare no effort to find a beautiful heroic spirit for you!"

Ling Tian Ghost King assured loudly.

"By the way, when will they get married, and where?"

"The location is at the Fuling Hotel, the time is three o'clock in the afternoon!"

Ling Tian Ghost King replied.

"Okay, I got it!"

Lin Tianyou leaned back on the rattan chair, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ling Tian Ghost King didn't dare to continue to disturb, and left the room softly.

"Dong Feng, Dong Zhuo's eighteenth grandson?"

Lin Tianyou chuckled, a disdainful sneer flashing across the corners of his mouth.

"Tomorrow, you'd better not covet this young sable cicada, otherwise, you will become white food!"

Fuling Hotel is about ten miles away from Lin Tianyou's residence.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a mole on his face was sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals, with a smug face.

Thinking that after two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, the beautiful Diao Chan, whom he has been obsessed with, will be able to become his wife, his heart is hot.

In front of him, there was also an old woman with gray hair.

This woman's eyes were doting, and she kept staring at Dong Feng.

"Ah Feng, you have finally done something that even your ancestor Dong Zhuo has not been able to do, I am extremely proud of you!"

Dong Feng said modestly:

"Mother, this is also thanks to your help, if it weren't for your help, no matter how powerful I am, I wouldn't be able to force Diao Chan to comply."

Others don't know why Diao Chan was forced to marry Dong Zhuo's eighteenth grandson.

I even think it's a little weird.

However, Dong Feng knew very well that all of this was led by his mother.

It's just because his mother has the relics of Diao Chan's father-in-law Wang Yun in her hands.

With Wang Yun's relics, it was enough to force Diao Chan to do anything she didn't want to do.

Just because Diao Chan is a woman who values righteousness and filial piety.

"Ah Feng, when we find our ancestor Dong Zhuo, he must be very happy to see that you have successfully married Diao Chan.

After all, he was defeated in the hands of Diao Chan and Lu Bu, which brought shame on our Dong family.

And you have smoothed out this shame, which is enough to make our Dong family raise their eyebrows! ”

The old woman has a mean face, not atmospheric, and between her eyebrows, there is the meaning of a vicious woman's snake and scorpion.

"Yes, mother is right, ancestor Dong Zhuo will definitely be pleased!"

Dong Feng nodded in agreement on his face.

However, in his heart, he was unimpressed.

He even robbed his ancestor's woman, it's no wonder that his ancestor can be happy!

Maybe in a fit of rage, I'll kill him.

But his mother thinks so, even if he has an opinion, he doesn't dare to put it forward.

"Hope I didn't interrupt the conversation between the two of you!"

At that moment, a deep voice came from the door.

Both of them were stunned.

They turned their heads to look.

I saw a handsome young man more than two meters tall standing at the window.

The young man is richly dressed, and just standing there makes people feel majestic and majestic.

In particular, a pair of tiger eyes can emit a devouring light.

"You, you are ......"

Dong Feng didn't know this tall young man, but the pressure on him from the other party was no less than a mountain.

He couldn't even breathe for his yin energy.

"Are you Wenhou Lu Bu?"

Seeing the visitor, Dong Feng's mother was startled at first, and then hurriedly half-squatted down and made an ancient salute, looking sincere and frightened, similar to the previous momentum.

"What? He, he is the first fierce general of the Three Kingdoms, Lu Bulu Fengxian? ”

Dong Feng's face was frightened, no wonder this Chinese person was so imposing, a fierce general was the peak powerhouse in the heroic spirit, and he didn't stun him, which was already considered good luck.

"Dong Zhuo's eighteenth generation grandson? You dare to marry my Lu Bu woman, who gave you the guts?! ”

Lu Bu's sword eyebrows were upside down, his eyes were indifferent, a rank ghost king like Dong Feng was just an ant in his eyes.

He wanted to kill, but it was just a matter of a thought.

"Lu Bu, don't mess around, my son marrying Diao Chan is actually for your own good.

You have been burdened with the infamy of 'three domestic slaves' all your life.

The divine soul was even cursed by Dong Zhuo.

Now if my family Dong Feng marries Diao Chan, it will definitely be able to resolve Dong Zhuo's resentment.

This will make the curse on you disappear.

Isn't that a good thing for you? ”

???? PS: Which beautiful heroes do you expect to be taken away by the Dragon King?

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